The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

Until Jingyan was sixteen years old.

He found that as his cultivation level improved, the world's will paid more and more attention to him.

Obviously, although his cultivation method could be concealed from the surrounding villagers, it could not be concealed from the laws of nature. It was only a matter of time before he was discovered.

As if seeing through what Jingyan was seeking, the world's will became more and more wary of him, and almost tried every means to make him undergo hardships and lose all his cultivation, so as to return to the established historical path.

However, Jingyan is no longer the powerless mortal he used to be.

He had the ability to put up a little resistance.

However, the disaster has always been looming over him. Although it does not threaten him, it has caused considerable trouble to the villagers around him.

So Jingyan packed his luggage and went to the home of the teacher who had once covered for him, and said goodbye.

"Where are you going?"

The teacher has aged a lot, but he is just an ordinary man. Nearly ten years have passed, and the traces of time are extremely obvious on his body.

"To the Holy City."

Jingyan replied that he came specifically to thank this gentleman.

The old man looked at his back, was silent for a long time, and then asked:

"What are you going to do?"

“To change the future.”

"Change the future. The future hasn't happened yet. Besides, how can you change it?"

Jing Yan raised his hand and caught a wisp of breeze.

He replied slowly:

"With the sword in my hand."

296. The time has come

There is nothing different in the Holy City.

It was still a prosperous scene, roughly the same as what Jing Yan had seen before.

However, the journey to the holy city was quite bumpy. Perhaps the will of the world discovered that Jingyan was different and was on guard against him, so there were many dangers along the way.

If he had no cultivation like before, he would probably have died a miserable death.

After all, according to the development of history, Wen Youqing's ascension to the position of Pope is extremely crucial. Even without the scriptures, the will of the world can interfere with the course of history, allowing Wen Youqing to become the God of Destiny and succeed the Pope because of "chance".

In other words, it doesn’t matter whether there are scriptures or not; the most important thing is to ensure that Wen Youqing’s future is not interfered with.

Therefore, although the world will has the mission of making everything develop in the established direction, if it encounters forced interference and someone who wants to change the future, as long as this person is not irreplaceable for the future, then it doesn't matter even if he is killed.

Coincidentally, Jingyan is such a person.

Therefore, after discovering the abnormality in the scriptures, in order to prevent additional variables, the world will was very targeted towards it.

Including but not limited to——

Robbers and bandits always happen to come across scriptures by chance.

The evil cultivators who practiced refining souls always carried out massacres along the roads mentioned in the scriptures.

Heresy was punished by heaven, with floods, meteorites, landslides and earthquakes. The scriptures say that disasters follow wherever you go.

Under the careful care of the world's will, Jing Yan was doomed to fail.

However, Jingyan’s strength far exceeds the imagination of the world’s will.

When Jingyan's cultivation level was Nascent Soul, the world's will intervened and sent a mountain bandit who had cultivated to the God Transformation level to ambush Jingyan, but he was eventually killed by Jingyan.

When Jingyan's cultivation reached the level of transformation of the spirit, the world's will also interfered and sent an evil cultivator with the cultivation level of refining emptiness to stand on the path that Jingyan had to take. After a hard battle, he was also killed by Jingyan.

The world will felt that he was an experience baby, and he used different methods to hone the scriptures and improve his cultivation.

If he continues like this, he will reach the level of Void Refinement. Should I get some Taoist masters who have mastered the Dao to sharpen his skills?

In today's world, just being able to kill someone above your level is enough?

.......

Jingyan walked all the way from a remote town in Nanposo Island to the holy city.

He gained a lot of knowledge along the way. Ji Qixue introduced the customs and practices of Nanposo Continent to him in his mind.

In fact, Ji Qixue didn't say anything, she was just too bored and chatted with Jing Yan. In fact, she had only learned about those customs and practices in the Vatican and had never seen them with her own eyes, so although she spoke very well, if she really met them, she would still only have a vague understanding.

During this period of time, Jing Yan also discovered that Ji Qixue was not the omniscient and omnipotent Pope as he had originally appeared to her.

She is very smart and understands people's hearts, which cannot be denied.

However, her understanding of things other than politics and human nature was a bit too idealistic. Although she could talk about everything, that was only knowledge she learned from books and the Vatican, and she had never seen it with her own eyes.

Jing Yan once asked Ji Qixue this question.

"Have you never been anywhere except the Vatican?"

Ji Qixue asked doubtfully: "Please, I'm the Pope, how can I have the time to go out for a walk? Don't underestimate my determination as the Pope!"

"So you haven't been anywhere?"

"Who said that? Didn't we go to the Holy City when we brought you into the palace?" Ji Qixue muttered in a low voice, "Besides, I will also hold the celebration ceremony in the square of the Holy City, okay?"

Jing Yan rubbed his forehead and said, "Then let me ask again, have you never left the Holy City?"

Ji Qixue was silent for a long time, then blushed and replied softly, as if she didn't want Jing Yan to hear: "Yeah."

"How pitiful." Jing Yan sighed.

"No matter how pitiful I am, it's not your turn to pity me!" Ji Qixue replied angrily, but she no longer had the interest to continue arguing with Jingyan.

......

......

Along the way, Jing Yan encountered many obstacles.

But he was able to escape danger safely. Perhaps after experiencing the snow-capped mountains in the Zhongzhou secret realm and the training in the sword domain, his true strength is much higher than his cultivation level.

The crises he encountered were always a little higher than his level of cultivation, and just within the range that he could resolve. This made Jing Yan somewhat confused, and he thought, this is it, the will of the world isn’t going to work?

Sure enough, once I have some cultivation, everything will be fine.

Under Ji Qixue's guidance, the outline of the holy city gradually appeared in front of Jingyan. This was the capital located in the center of Nanposo Continent. From a distance, the towering city walls seemed no different from when he and Wen Youqing came to attend the Pope's celebration.

After interrogation, Jingyan successfully entered the Holy City. At this time, Jingyan was only sixteen years old. Although he had reached adulthood in Nanposo Continent, he was still too young. Originally, the villagers were worried that Jingyan was too young and it would be dangerous to travel far away. However, the teacher overruled everyone and claimed that he had friends in the Holy City and Jingyan would have a place to live after entering the Holy City.

For some reason, although the teacher did not understand the ideal of "knocking on the gate of heaven with a sword" that the little boy had, nor did he think that Jingyan could accomplish it, when he saw the boy's bright and determined eyes, his doubts turned into some expectations.

Jingyan did not go to rely on the teacher's friends.

He bought a small courtyard according to his previous life's location and opened a private school.

However, Wen Youqing should not have appeared in the Holy City at this time, so Jing Yan still had plenty of time, and he used all of this time to practice.

Sixteen years had passed, and he didn't have much time left.

Although he had reached the stage of Spiritual Transformation at this time, each level of cultivation was more difficult than the last. The difficulty of going from Spiritual Transformation to Refining Void was dozens of times harder than that of going from Nascent Soul to Spiritual Transformation, and the difficulty of going from Refining Void to He Dao was dozens of times harder than that of going from Spiritual Transformation to Refining Void.

The scriptures say that there are still three levels to be overcome.

Refining the void, merging with the Tao, and achieving Mahayana.

What's more, his practice had been going smoothly before because he had experience, but he had never achieved the levels of Lianxu, Hedao, and Mahayana before, so his future practice would not be smooth sailing.

His time is running out.

However, in addition to the trivial matters of cultivation, he also had to fulfill his identity as a teacher, so on his days off, he often read books to the schoolchildren around him.

Time just passed by in a flash.

It seems that everything is back on track.

"Master Jing!"

Until early autumn of a certain year, the leaves turned slightly yellow.

There were shouting sounds coming from the busy city, and the teacher on the street was awakened. His eyelashes trembled as he woke up from his hazy sleep.

Jingyan opened his eyes and let out a breath.

His cultivation entered the late stage of Refining Void.

He raised his head and looked at the merchant who was selling steamed cakes. He waved enthusiastically and asked Jingyan if he wanted to buy two steamed cakes.

Everything seemed to be unchanged, and the wheel of history rolled forward, putting everything back on track.

Except...the scriptures that have already been cultivated.

The time has come.

Jing Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he should go find Wen Youqing.

This time, he wants to change everything, even if it means going against the will of the world.

297. "Master"

"Is it time?"

Ji Qixue asked lazily in his sea of ​​consciousness. He had been having a lot of free time these days. It had been a long time since he had felt so comfortable since he succeeded the Pope.

Normally she was overwhelmed by the busy government affairs, but now, she found it quite interesting to read the scriptures every day.

Although he still practiced diligently on weekdays, he still had to interact with the people around him, so that when Wen Youqing arrived in the future, the people around him would not be confused about Jing Yan: "Who is this person?"

Therefore, Jingyan always squeezes out a little time every day for socializing.

This made Ji Qixue very happy. Normally, she would sleep when Jingyan was practicing, and watch the show when Jingyan went out. Anyway, Jingyan had practiced now and didn't need sleep, so he could easily adapt.

It is now the twelfth year of the Holy Era in the Papal Calendar, which is the early autumn when Wen Youqing was left behind in the Holy City by his parents. Counting the days, everything will begin again.

"arrive."

Jing Yan nodded. At this moment, he was no longer the powerless man as before. His cultivation was even higher than that outside the Star Mist.

Although these achievements are illusory and cannot be taken away from the starry mist, Jing Yan is already satisfied.

At least he now has some power to resist, and at least he will not be killed so easily by the will of the world.

"what--"

Ji Qixue yawned: "Almost thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye."

"Remember, this is your last chance. For the sake of your health, even if you fail this time, I will not open the Star Mist for you again. If you die in our Nanposo Continent, how are we going to explain to Qiu Shui?"

Ji Qixue spread her hands: "I don't mean to go to war with you Qiu Shui."

"Got it." Jing Yan nodded. He actually knew his current condition. His soul was on the verge of breaking. Even trying again would be extremely risky.

However, if he fails this time, will he really stop as Ji Qixue wishes?

Probably not.

He has come this far, so how could he stop here? Even if he fails due to some errors, he will try his best to force Ji Qixue to open the star mist again.

But that's all in the past. He should now focus all his energy on planning for the future.

"You should have an idea in mind, right?"

Jing Yan's worries could not be hidden in front of Ji Qixue. She just glanced at Jing Yan and said decisively: "How is the perfection? What is the success rate? Do you need my help?"

"How did you know I had a plan?"

Jing Yan smiled bitterly: "Is my worry so obvious?"

"Tsk, as the Pope, you should know the thoughts of your subjects. Can you fool me with your little tricks?"

Ji Qixue said proudly: "After all, I was once the Pope, don't look down on me, bastard!"

She blinked and asked, "So, what are you going to do?"